1、Travel NotesReported by：Henna LiuTravel memoryI hate the behaved life, the line, and the rhythm. So some wayward me, in their own never been to the place.Travel memoryI hate the behaved life, the line, and the rhythm. So some wayward me, in their own never been to the place.Travel memoryI hate the b
2、ehaved life, the line, and the rhythm. So some wayward me, in their own never been to the place.Suddenly feel that they are so lucky, and happy life in this city. I was infected with the sun, it penetrated into my heart, a little bit clear my heart. The wind is very big, my hair was blown messy, no
3、matter, regardless of, relying on railings, quiet songs, happy very good.I am not a saint, but prefer to see that people in the eyes of the devout faith, nothing more.I am not a saint, but prefer to see that people in the eyes of the devout faith, nothing more.Pull Up SuitcaseIn fact, I simply forge
4、t, how to go, to be able to go to this place. Just this place, hidden in the memory for a long time, I follow the memory of the trajectory, want to find that piece of memories, but found how to go, have not come to the terminal.Standing at the crossroads, some helpless.It is difficult to give up what I think,stubborn.Bye.
